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As people, wherever we go we tend to leave impressions, it could be good or it could be bad, and most of the time we have no idea which ones will last forever while we’re at it until it is done, but mostly we never know just how much effect our actions had, and more importantly that we’ve left a mark that’ll last forever more, we just never know. 

My post today isn’t about being careful to leave a good mark – no, you should be able to decide that on your own without my saying it, rather it’s about the only fault of man – forgetfulness. We can swear in our heart that we’ll never forget, that’ll we’ll never let go of a treasured memory or a pleasant feeling but eventually we do forget, sadly so.

I’m having one of those moments when  I’ve been touched where I never want to forget and I’m using this as a medicine for forgetfulness – I’m craving the moment in stone.

So what is it that has gotten me in such mood which by now I’m sure you are yet decide if it’s good or bad -you must be wondering!  I won’t be so cruel as to leave you to your imaginations, as a matter of fact I’ll just get right to it.  The matter at hand is naught but a comment that has touched my heart at a very soft spot, I know or maybe I like to think that there might be a  lot of people who appreciate my writing but I seldom get a compliment from the people I know -my blogger friends have been ever faithful in that regard – and I must say that I can’t describe the feeling when I finally get a good one, actually I think it’ll belittle the feeling to put a tag on it, I’m not one who is big on complements I do very well without them thank you but I’m only human and I can’t help but be touched when someone who knows me goes out of their way and say something nice to me, especially about my writing.

This person isn’t very close to me, it’s actually been quite a while since I’ve seen her, but if ever I made something of this writing of mine I would love to remember her, I’ll love to remember this moment, this very feeling, so I stayed up to write about it for I fear I might think the matter too vain to publish by morning.

Haha! Don’t go thinking I will sign out before telling you what she said, that wouldn’t be nice – I think, I made a screenshot of it. Yeah I loved it that much!

There there, that’s it, it was as simple as that it brought with it sweet memories of another who made a mark in the same regard and I’ll be unfair to not mention my dear friend, colleague and fellow blogger Benjamin of Benjamin Writes, I must say that he helped awakened the writer in me, I remember him telling me that I have a seamless sense of humor that’ll make for good writing I didn’t quite believe myself a writer till then, he’s one of the few people who never seem to tire of hearing me ramble, I know you might consider yourself one as well but you must know that there is plain difference between reading my ramblings and hearing me ramble -you got the better deal if you only get to read, I believe he’ll agree with me on this, but even then I don’t think that he’s ever told me that I talked too much – I’ve been told so many times that I now know it too well- and know that he’s said a number of unpleasant things to me, he may not know it but I appreciate his listening ears and he’s ever a dear friend to me.

I suppose I should also say thanks to every other person who reads my blog, it’ll just have to do that you read it though a comment will go a long way and oh did you ever come across “sharing is caring”? Yeah, it means caring about me too, so show some love, leave good marks, like posts that you like, comment on ones that deserve it and just share.
Okay this is becoming down right cheesy, I’d just turned the whole thing to a promotion, but then again if I can’t promote my blog on my blog  who will?
Peace be with you…



A muslimah blogger who loves talking about #Islam, and life as I see it, I'm just me!!! cos that's all I need to be #awesome. I believe in God and I believe in me. team #da'awah

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